Wednesday, 29 July 2015
Will Be-s
People who express become (un)written Legacies. He who not tries to express remains as one of the sheep in the battle field and those who suppress the ones who impress become the Underdogs.
- Yet another #Thoughts120
- Yet another #Thoughts120
Tuesday, 28 July 2015
See You Again !
"Hi Hello! Hey there man ! Are you from Ramnad?"
"Yeah, from the blessed Rocket-Citizen's homeland".
Man ! You're something...
That bush-hair style not George's one...
That eye-brow-raised look with soft and caring eyes...
Those trade-mark wrinkles on your lotus-rose-face...
That formal evening Jodhpuri bandhgala suit that covered all the time I saw you on TVs from late 90s...
Man! Oh Man!
Where will I find that sweet yet strong assuring-hand-waves hence-forth?
When will I encounter another flowering tulips like lips on just encountering a student on the way?
Where will I find another 'x' that satisfies Scientist + President + Leader ? It'll be undefined for the time-being...
How can you pass away?
How can you pass away like this?
Perhaps that's what you wanted...
Perhaps that's why your heart got tight-bolted; the race jolted in a place where you might've wanted;
Amidst the aura of IIM students jotting your words...
Goosebumps all over me, Man;
My fist bumps hard on the lever without a cause...
I'm trembling without a reason... May be over-reacting? Am I? No ! I ain't !
Who are you to me, Man?
Why am I like this?
Never felt anything like this when anyone I know till now who went to mingle with the stars... Perhaps I would have admired you as a real-live-walking-star...
Yeah, people talking now -
This and that and those that you made;
what you did; what you dreamed and
how you lived and how you taught and
why you were sent here when here was nobody like you (like you !)
I can't talk like that !
I'm just a plain normal non-writer who can't even express the feelings correctly - might have even played with some not-to-be-used-in-this-context words above...
No matter when or where I'll be as long as there's a circle of air surrounding my hair, I won't be forgetting you neither you'll be leaving me... Yet I've to move on and finally,
Thank you for all those Launch Vechicles... Thank you for the 'agni' and the 'prithvi'...
Thank you for those kindling talks...
Thank you for the dream that you shared...
Thank you for the smile and
Thank you for being with us for all these 83 years... :)
Thank you..., SIR for leaving a rich legacy to cherish...
Thank you for everything...
Thank you :)
If the myths are real and not blind anymore, we wish we could see you again, one more time ... Until then, sayonara ;)
"Yeah, from the blessed Rocket-Citizen's homeland".
Man ! You're something...
That bush-hair style not George's one...
That eye-brow-raised look with soft and caring eyes...
Those trade-mark wrinkles on your lotus-rose-face...
That formal evening Jodhpuri bandhgala suit that covered all the time I saw you on TVs from late 90s...
Man! Oh Man!
Where will I find that sweet yet strong assuring-hand-waves hence-forth?
When will I encounter another flowering tulips like lips on just encountering a student on the way?
Where will I find another 'x' that satisfies Scientist + President + Leader ? It'll be undefined for the time-being...
How can you pass away?
How can you pass away like this?
Perhaps that's what you wanted...
Perhaps that's why your heart got tight-bolted; the race jolted in a place where you might've wanted;
Amidst the aura of IIM students jotting your words...
Goosebumps all over me, Man;
My fist bumps hard on the lever without a cause...
I'm trembling without a reason... May be over-reacting? Am I? No ! I ain't !
Who are you to me, Man?
Why am I like this?
Never felt anything like this when anyone I know till now who went to mingle with the stars... Perhaps I would have admired you as a real-live-walking-star...
Yeah, people talking now -
This and that and those that you made;
what you did; what you dreamed and
how you lived and how you taught and
why you were sent here when here was nobody like you (like you !)
I can't talk like that !
I'm just a plain normal non-writer who can't even express the feelings correctly - might have even played with some not-to-be-used-in-this-context words above...
No matter when or where I'll be as long as there's a circle of air surrounding my hair, I won't be forgetting you neither you'll be leaving me... Yet I've to move on and finally,
Thank you for all those Launch Vechicles... Thank you for the 'agni' and the 'prithvi'...
Thank you for those kindling talks...
Thank you for the dream that you shared...
Thank you for the smile and
Thank you for being with us for all these 83 years... :)
Thank you..., SIR for leaving a rich legacy to cherish...
Thank you for everything...
Thank you :)
If the myths are real and not blind anymore, we wish we could see you again, one more time ... Until then, sayonara ;)
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